Title: Date Me (The Keatyn Chronicles, #3)
Author: Jillian Dodd
Release date: Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Genre: Romance
Age Group: Young Adult/New Adult
Book Description:
I’m
not scripting my life anymore.
I’m
living it.
I’m
done with the God of all Hotties.
I’m
going to give my heart to the boy who I think deserves it.
The
boy whose kisses are hotter than molten lava.
The
boy who offered me the key to his heart.
The
boy who asked me to Homecoming in a big, sexy way.
There
are so many things to look forward to.
Parties
at the Cave. Homecoming festivities. Drama Tryouts. Shopping trips to NY.
But
things aren’t always as perfect as they seem.
I
find out that my best friend has been keeping a secret from me.
Not
that I can blame him.
I
have secrets too.
But,
for now, I’m going to pretend I’m just a normal girl.
I’m
going to pretend he’s not still out there.
I’m
going to pretend he’s not getting desperate.
I’m
going to pretend I’ll never see him again.
But,
I will.
And this time, I might not
get away.
About the Author
Jillian
Dodd grew up on a farm in Nebraska, where she developed a love for Midwestern
boys and Nebraska football. She has drank from a keg in a cornfield, attended
the University of Nebraska, got to pass her candle, and did have a boy ask her
to marry him in a bar. She met her own prince in college, and they have two
amazing children, a Maltese named Sugar Bear, and two Labrador puppies named
Camber Lacy and Cali Lucy. She
is the author of the That Boy Trilogy and The Keatyn Chronicles Series.
Author social media
links:
twitter: https://twitter.com/JillianDodd
Excerpt :
When I get back to my
room, I text Dawson.
Me: Tonight was really fun. I heart you.
He calls me right away.
“Is hearting me close to loving me?”
“Maybe. You swear you're
over Whitney?”
“I swear.”
“Then I think I need
another goodnight kiss.”
“I’m on my way.”
I crack the window,
letting in the chilly night air, then run into my closet, using my phone as a
flashlight and jumping over the pile of text books that are scattered across my
floor.
I throw on a soft knit nightie as I hear my window
open and shut. I grab a cashmere blanket off my chair, wrap it around my
shoulders, and walk toward my bed where Dawson is diving under the covers.
`“It's cold out,” he
whispers.
I slide under the
covers, wrapping him up in the blanket with me.
He's a little tipsy and
looks really tired. “Are you tired?”
“Very, are you?”
“Yeah.”
“So you just wanted a
goodnight kiss, huh, Keatie?”
“That and . . .” I run
my hands through his hair, stalling. Then I decide to be fearless and go for
it. “I wanted to tell you something.”
“And what's that?”
“I wanted you to know
that I more than heart you, Dawson.”
I can feel him smiling
as he kisses me. “Hearting me is good enough.”
“No, it's not, and it's not how I feel.” I kiss the
side of his neck, just below his ear, and finally say it, “I love you, Dawson.”
